Yesterday the Curley's went to Myrtle Beach (actually Surfside Beach just south of Myrtle). My oldest daughter goes back to college at the end of the week, so we decided to do the beach trip we had wanted to do when she came home sick at fall break. So I rose early to get some work done and then brought a manuscript to review on the beach. Thus I worked, but played a lot also. (I should do this more often.)
It was a marvelous day. The fog came and went, and the temperature hovered between the high 60's and low 70's. The children gathered shells, built sand castles, played pirates (with their new wooden swords), chased seagulls, and got tired. The air was too cold to go in the water, but most of the kids managed to get wet to one extent or another anyway.
The beach was empty except for a few strollers. A warm winter day at the beach is marvelous. It is beautiful - (Mrs. Curley says that the beach reminds her of God more than almost any other place) - and you don't have to worry about being crowded and surrounded by immodest wear.
Except for gas, (the ocean is a little more than 100 miles from us), the day is also a very inexpensive. A day like yesterday reminds us why we like South Carolina (as opposed to New England) especially in January. (It also is a reminder on the advantages of educating your children at home.)
From the small holding in Bethune...
Oremus pro invicem!